#thensfwjake

RULES:

1. Always post the rules 2. Answer the questions from the person who tagged you and make 11 new ones. 3. Tag 11 people and link them to the post. 4. Let them know you’ve tagged them

MY ANSWERS:

Glasses or contact lenses? 

     Well, I don’t wear either of them, but glasses look horrible on me so I’d have to say contact lenses.

     2. Do you believe your astrological sign represents you?

     I’m a Scorpio, and I never really got into it. But I guess it does.  

     3. What kind of music do you mostly listen to?

     I listen to all kinds of music equally.

     Except for rap and heavy metal

     4. What was the last book you read?

     I’m currently reading Looking For Alaska by John Green

     5. Cold weather or warm weather?

     I’m gonna go with cold weather because you can always warm yourself up easier than you can cool yourself down.

     6. Favorite ice cream flavor?

     Cotton candy~

     7. Do you know how to ride a bicycle?

     YES

     8. Your dream job?

     To do something with the arts. Possibly to do backstage work for plays/musicals and such.

     9. Your favorite song at this moment?

     DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD THIS IS?! I CAN’T CHOOSE A FAVORITE. 

     But I can give you my favorite artist at the moment: Imagine Dragons

     10. Tea or coffee?

     Tea. Although I drink coffee more. I’m weird, I know.

     11. What places would you like to visit most right now?

     Australia, Japan, Italy, or New Zealand 

     12. And this is extra because I want to ask it, then again, I don’t want to delete an other question. What language would you like to learn most?

     I’m currently taking Spanish, but I would like to learn Italian.

  MY QUESTIONS:

Favorite book/movie?

Hobbies?

What’s your favorite thing to do on a rainy day?

What’s something you’ve been dying to do, but haven’t had the chance to yet?

Favorite band/musical artist?

If you could have one wish, what would it be?

What’s your favorite thing to eat?

Coke or pepsi?

Favorite place you’ve traveled to?

What’s something on your bucket list?

Favorite character? (it can be from a book, movie, video game, etc.)

WHO I’M TAGGING:

hosts-of-chaos-and-order

alois-trancy-chess-licker

thensfwjake

askbadboybennett

askjackfire

yourimaginaryfriendjamie

someonesparemefromthisagony

jackfrost-guardianoffuntimes

just-a-simple-servant

tomaofdiamonds

ask-sebastian-the-demon-butler

(I'm tagging someone else because why not?)

[[Okay, so I got this drabble idea at like 2:30 in the morning and just had to write it out. So uh, here it is.

[[Oh and it's based on a song called Letters from War by Mark Schultz

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Blake had been gone for one year now. At 19, he had left to join the armed forces; the Navy. He was shipped overseas to fight in the war against terror. 

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It was the first day of Summer and Belle was making her normal rounds of the house, including going out to get the mail. A daily chore that she either dreaded or loved. Today was a good day. A letter from Blake.

Finally.

Upon reading the letter, Blake spoke of the weather and new friends that he'd made. He said that he'd been thinking about his grandfather, about the life that he'd had. Maurice, Belle's father, had also been in the Navy and that is what made Blake want to serve his country. He had never known Maurice, but his mom had told him so much about his grandfather that all he wanted to do was honor the man that he had so much respect for. 

At the end of the letter he wrote:

"Mom, I want you to know that I'm fighting for you, for dad, for James and Kat, for Uncle Aziraphale and Uncle Sebastian, and for Michael and Evan. I'm fighting for what I hold most dear. My family."

This was the first of his letters from war. 

Belle then pulled out her own stationary and fought back tears as she wrote:

"Blake, your father and I, all of us, are so proud of you. You're good. And you're brave. What a father that you'll be someday. Make it home. Make it safe. We love you so much Blake."

She sighed and pressed a kissed to the paper before sealing and sending the letter. 

She continued writing each day and she prayed. 

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Then, late in December, a day that she'll never forget, her tears stained the paper over the words that she read. Jake was standing behind her with his hands on her shoulders as she sat on the couch. James and Kat were on either side of her. James was holding her hand that wasn't holding the paper and Kat's arms were wrapped tightly around her mother's waist. 

"I was up on a hill. I was out there alone, when the shots all rang out and bombs were exploding. That's when I saw him. He came back for me. Though he was captured, the man set me free. That man was your son." Belle paused and gasped, biting her lip at the words she just read. Jake gripped her shoulders and grit his teeth. James put his forehead to the back of his mom's hand to hide his tears. Kat buried her face in her mother's shoulder crying. She continued. "He asked me to write to you, I told him I would, oh I swore."

This was the last of the letters from war. 

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She prayed he was living. She kept on believing and wrote every night just to say: "You are good. And you're brave. What a father that you'll be someday. Make it home. Make it safe." 

Still she kept writing each day. 

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Two years later, Autumn leaves on the ground and a cold wind blowing, Belle felt a tap on her shoulder from Kat, now 20, who was pointing out a car that had just pulled into the driveway. Belle took a deep breath and walked outside, followed by Jake and the twins. Belle walked out to stand on the grass next to the car. Jake stood at the bottom of the stairs of their porch. And James and Kat were in the doorway. 

As the door of the car opened and a young man stepped out, she fell to her knees, crying from the overwhelming joy. Out stepped a Captain, where her boy used to stand. He said, "Mom, I'm following orders, from all of your letters, and I've come home again."

He ran in to hold her, dropped all of his bags on the floor, holding all of her letters from war. Belle embraced her oldest son tightly in her arms as she cried. Kat ran passed James and Jake to join her mother in hugging her big brother. James had stepped forward once the three stood from the ground. Belle and Kat released Blake and hugged each other smiling and crying. James smiled sadly and hugged his brother tightly. James let go when Jake tapped his shoulder. James joined his mother and sister. Blake stood at attention, hands behind his back as he looked at his father. Jake was standing there, in shock. Breathing deeply and not an emotion on his face. Blake swallowed hard and smiled sadly at his dad. "Dad, I-I'm home." He mumbled. Jake broke into a smile and tears formed and rolled down his cheeks. He gathered his first son into his arms holding him tightly in a tearful embrace. 

"You're home." Jake mumbled through his tears. "Thank God that you're home." He whispered. 

A girl was standing next to a bus stop pole. She leaned one hip against it while looking at a slip of paper. Her wavy blond hair was pulled up messily though it made no difference then when she took enough time to do it nice. Her eyes were like a kaleidoscope. Mutliple colours, never settling for one. She looked up and around quickly before looking back down. She made the worn out and too-big Beatles tee-shirt, and worn out, paint covered jeans with worn out sandels look like the biggest fashion statment ever. Her skin was pale but still radiated gold in a weird way. She sighed and looked up again.